Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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Can I see

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

13, H, grate

I am below everything.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

kind of mythopoesis

Worse Lift

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life